Andrea …. did you speak? Do you have his room number? Could you put a card under the door with your blog URL on it? Could you? It would be a fantastic conclusion to the cycle. At least leave him a message at reception.
Brilliant coincidence. Actually I don’t believe in such things. I think that if you’ve made the rigt choices in life, then life seems to take its own route - one that adds up at times.
I was just about to ask. Given that it’s not 1st April here not on my thoughts. See, we take your writings as lore.
Then I read last blogsubmission and date and saw that you are in Fools Day. Took a while but my brain did ponder and I was just returning here to ask - and here I am. Shownussbalownuss. As us Bristolians say.
Sounds like a good night out you had. Envy.
You could well meet whatsherface from the film in Londinium though. Comparing bums. In a posh frock shop.
I was possibly fished in too for a couple of minutes. With all the Lost in Translation parallels that would ‘of’ (using the new natural vernacular ) been the spookiest thing ever if it were true.
Have a good flight back. I flew back from Oz once via KL and it were a right long way from KL to Heathrow. It’s almost like the earth revolves away from the plane to make it take off as there’s so much fuel on there.
Andrea … How will I leave? Let me count the stages. On 13th April I’m celebrating Hugh’s brief homecoming and my 38th in Nottingham to which you are most welcome should you want to come. I’m leaving ‘work’ on 30th June. Deliberate use of ‘ ‘ there (I spend more time reading and writing on this). Therefore more sparkles opportunities. Then there’s another little life change due at the end of Julyish - more champagne - before the off at some point mid August and therefore final imbibements*.
I am still thinking of a name for a blog. I won’t have my bottom up there (wouldn’t fit). I’m also hoping for an Arab audience and mustn’t alert the censors. The name could possibly combine a Lawrencian angle, a Porterhouse Blues academic feel and the bureaucracy of the French Embassy in Cairo or the EU Office in India. The place I’m going to in the UAE means ‘eye’ or ‘oasis’, is known as the Garden City and is on the edge of the Empty Quarter.
*Our neighbours in UAE are from Middlesborough. There’s an off licence over the road. Our South African and New Zealand friends are not noted for their sobriety. I may find myself enjoying something sparkling on arrival too. Saudi it ain’t.
I guess that right now you are in the departure lounge. Bon voyage!
Considering I’ll be working with Iraqis, probably not the best choice. The only Operations I’ll hear about will be Hugh’s stories from the hospital. I’ll need cunning and stealth with those wiley academics though. And patience. Hmmm although like ODS, I don’t have an exit plan.
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This blog was set up to chart my experience singing in Malaysia for two months (see below for the original 'About this blog' blurb) - and is over until the next time I do a stint in Asia, at least. At which point, I'll probably return to this page, slap a big '2' next to the words 'Lost In Transposition', and start blogging every day, all over again. In the meantime, I'll be writing weekly posts about life, the universe and jazz music over at the 'Blog' section of andreamann.com. Which is my main website, and where no pictures of my bottom exist.
My name is Andrea Mann and I'm a jazz singer and a freelance journalist. I live alone in London, England... except for February and March this year, when I'll be living in with approximately 300 other people in a hotel in Penang, Malaysia.
It's a five-star hotel with a pool, a spa and a jazz lounge. I'll be singing six nights a week in this jazz lounge, and the agent says I'll "be treated like a local celebrity". I'm imagining my experience might turn out to be a little like Lost In Translation. Hence the title. And the bottom.
This is going to be my blog about my adventures out there. I apologise in advance for making you click on my bottom to get to the homepage.